XPost: alt.buddha.short.fat.guy, alt.philosophy.taoism, alt.philosophy.zen   
   From: wudao@wuji.net   
      
   Tang wrote:   
   > {:-]))) wrote:   
   >   
   >> I always wondered ...   
   >   
   >The Russian dolls are mutually fitting, one inside   
   >another. The banana plants have one sheath inside   
   >another, until you pull out the last one, and there is   
   >nothing beneath (a very common Buddhist metaphor   
   >for the absence of self or "I"). The putative place   
   >where the last one has been stripped off is the point   
   >of view from nowhere, the stand of no-standing, and   
   >I don't pretend to be anywhere near there, but if you   
   >can experience it and speak from it, you are in the   
   >know, but since it is the point of view from nowhere,   
   >the stand of no-standing, your word and gesture   
   >have no status and no signature. They are empty of   
   >actor.   
      
   When one realizes there is no I in the eye of a cane   
   field of sugar then one can be as sweet as canes be   
   when they are in a hurry to get thru the cyclonic wall.   
      
   Two be or not two be   
   can be a disjunction while a can of conjunction may serve   
   a meal of how two be and not two be as one sitting   
   at a table breaking something of a sort.   
      
   >> That's my impression of Usenet at its best.   
   >> If people are not endlessly entertained by a newsgroup,   
   >> then one might wonder why they continue to enter trains   
   >> of thought that get derailed incessantly inside of one.   
   >   
   >Buddhism and Daoism in general and their illegitimate   
   >love-child, Chan, in particular are explicit attempts to   
   >derail their followers' thought and trains of thought, gently   
   >or otherwise, so that thought and trains of thought are   
   >brought to a standstill and replaced by peace and   
   >tranquillity, grace.   
      
   While Chan might discard a raft after a trip across a water,   
   swimmers in the Chuang-tzu have been known to sail   
   without fear of drowning, or dive from the falls   
   at Lu Liang and shoot the rapids, just, well,   
   because it's there.   
      
   Huizi said Zz's words were useless.   
   Gnarly waves wave at surfers at times.   
   When there are no waves, a sidewalk may suffice.   
      
   > It is where mental culture earns its   
   >keep, though the reward is claimed to be the default state,   
   >wholly gratuitous and undeserved.   
      
   I still don't know what all the talk of mental culture is about.   
      
   When one knocks, and knocks and keeps on knocking until,   
   eventually a door opens, and, surprise of some sort or   
   some other is found inside out and outside in   
   to say it is undeserved might deserve a   
   hearty heaping bowl of emptiness.   
      
   >When it is found, it is   
   >found to be just there, without provenance and destination.   
   >But if you want to grab it, it is not there. That's the   
   >peekaboo of salvation.   
   >   
   >Tang Huyen   
      
   First, the magician shows his hat and his hand, and sleeve.   
   Then, when it is perfectly clear there is nothing in anything,   
   that is a time for the fun to begin. Everyone sits, in silence.   
      
   Then, in the audience, somewhere, someone farts.   
      
   Everyone is astonished.   
   At least one guy, laughs.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)